When I was pregnant I had all these ideas about how things was going to be, and what kind of parent I would be. But I don't think any one can really prepare yourself.
I use to say I would never eat something that came out of my baby's mouth, or that I would never lick her hands. But then before you know it there is food all over, getting a cloth just isn't an option, and before you know it the recycled food is in your mouth.
I use to think that I would be patient and loving, but now the house is a mess, I have work to do, baby is in a bad mood, and I find myself neglecting the things I care about.
It is not always easy balancing motherhood with work and other relationships. Sometimes you struggle to keep your head above the water. And then you look at that innocent baby girl playing with your toys and you can't help but wonder does all these other things really matter?
What if there really is no tomorow and today was the last day. When do stop and just give over?
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